Li Meilin can't help but feel sleepy after that boring discussion they had from their last-period teacher in History. She would constantly cover her mouth as she yawns for more than a hundred times already.
"You seemed a bit tired recently. Did someone chase after you again with some bucket of ice-cold water or is there something else that's bothering you?!
'Yeah. Tell us, Meilin."
Sometimes, Li Meilin can't help but treat Zhao Chen's attitude of being so downright observant with his surroundings as a curse. He could really be the type of guy who can see right through you if he only puts his mind into it.
Smiling a reassuring smile towards her friend, Li Meilin said, "It's nothing. Don't worry about it."
But that's what Zhao Chen worries the most… Every time Li Meilin says she's okay when she's not, or it's nothing when there is really something that's bothering her, he gets more concerned for her
